This Book is just for Paragraph's from different Stories I read, that I wanted to remember/read again.
I read a LOT of Stories, both here on Wattpad and on AO3, and I will definetly forget most of the things, if I dont collect them somewhere.
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[03-07-2026] The Idea just came recently, so there's not much as of now, but expect it to grow over Time.
The first few also don't have the names of the Stories written with them, but I try to remember to add them in the Future :>
It's just an expression. He wasn't literally, but he really was walking quickly. He doesn't have a tail either... well, technically he does, but it's not between his legs... I mean, legs are technically legs... Am I really this bored?!
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"in her cabin, her husband locked her in bed." he replied with a smile.
I blinked slowly, my smile growing wider and wider. My silence seemed to betray me because he burst out laughing.
- " NO! No, no! " I meant he forced her to go to bed because she was drunk! he exclaimed.
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Thankfully the ageing teacher called the class to attention before she could make anymore small talk. I was relieved, a few more minutes of mind-numbing chatter and I would have had to resort to compulsion, which could only end badly. Mind-control was a slippery slope. You start out with good intentions, then end up naked on a boat in Mexican waters next to a dead guy named Lito.
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I spoke mostly to keep myself distracted, but Stiles apparently didn't appreciate my chosen topic of conversation. He turned an unattractive shade of green, adding to the colour already in his face. I searched for something else to say to keep things light.
"Cheer up. Ordinarily, I'd be thrilled to have your fingers inside me, but this isn't quite what I imagined."
[The context: MC was shot with wooden bullets (she's a Vampire) and Stiles had the wonderfull task to dig them out of her Wounds]
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"I knew what I was doing." she responded evenly, grimacing as the webs stuck to her hand. The actuator clacket at her, like it was happy to be free of the bindings. Ophelia crumpled the webs into a sticky ball, trying to get it unstuck from her hand. She tossed the ball of webs at Peter. "Here. Don't spiders eat their own webs?"
"You expect me to eat this?" he responded. She genuinely couldn't tell if he was beeing facetious or not. Ophelia's eyes furrowed. She just couldn't figure this guy out.
"It's called sarcasm."
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Knowledge that as one that now Knew, I would never again not Know. And so I would live forever. Because those who die, cannot Know, and those who Know, cannot die.
